A Never Ceasing Smile to Hide the Pain Within
Disclaimer: FY...Fushigi Yuugi...It's a great show...Now, if you've watched at least some of the credits, or read what the author's name was on the manga, then you should know that I Don't Own This Show!!!..I wish I did though...It sould be nice...Then they could show my fanfics as the actual anime on TV...Hey, a girl can dream, can't she?
A/N: As previously stated, this is a non-lemon/non-yaoi Chichiri fanfic. It follows the same guidlines I used as the Tasuki fanfic "Blazing Divine Flame" (which is the translation to "Rekka Shin'en" if you didn't already know). I'm sorry if some parts are similar, buts don't worry! This story is going to be much different!! Depending on how my brain decides to figure this out, it could be either longer or shorter than the pervious one. Ano...I like it so far and I hope you do too!!!
Chapter 3: Lavender and Vanilla
"Sugoi!...This place is huge! Whoa," Lisuku tilted her head back to look at the pillar that reaches up to the ceiling that were entangled with vines, some of which hung down and brushed your face as you walked in. There were pink flowers surrounding the edges, and huge windows that looked out into the garen on the right side. From the amount of light that entered, Lisuku could tell that someone on the outside couldn't look in, but the bather got the wonderous view of the garden in full bloom and even caught some of the warm rays of the sun that seemed to leak in through the ceiling. The door- like windows could be opened if the bather wanted a slight breeze after bathing and there was even a daybed by the doors too.
Chichiri looked at her amazement and smiled. "Yeah. This is my favorite place to bath too, no da. There's other places here, but none of them seem half as beautiful to me as this one does, no da." Chichiri looked tilted his head bakc and let the warm sunbeams kiss his face. This was the other place he came to excape his sorrows and to pass away the lonly hours. Maybe Lisuku would find the same happiness that he did here too.
Finally, Lisuku look in the beauty of the bathing pool itself. There were smaller pools off to the side for mere decoration that held koi and lily pads, but the main pool held crystal clear water that shone a deep blue because of the way it was painted beneath the water's surface and the way the light was hiting it.
They both seemed to snap back into reality at the same time and looked at each other. "Well,...ano...I guess I'll leave you now, no da. Enjoy your bath, no da!" Chichiri waved good bye to her as we walked out of the bathing room, leaving it to work its wonders with Lisuku. He pulled the door behind him and let out a huge sigh as he leaned back on the door.
There's something about her, he thought to himself. Something that pulls up all my memories of Koran...But I have no idea why...They look nothing alike, their personalities touch close in some areas, but in others they are completely different...So what is it then?...Am I falling in love again?...No, I never could. Not only would that show disrespect to my love of Koran, but it would only throw me back into more pain and heartache when she leaves once she gets her memory back...So what should I do?...I honestly don't know.
Chichiri heard footsteps from inside the room he's left nearing the door, so he brought up two fingers to his face, consentrated, and disappeared in a small "pop" and a puff of smoke. When Lisuku opened the door, she was greated by an empty hallway. She could've sworn she had felt his presence there a minute ago, but she pushed it aside, saying that her mind was playing tricks on her. Letting out a sigh, she popped back into the room and closed the door once again.
She placed her towel by the edge of the pool and placed the bag next to it. She stripped down and carefully folded her clothes, setting them a good distance away from the water. She slipped into the pool and found it a little hotter than luke-warm, pleasent and soothing. She figured a pool as big as this would cool quickly and the water would be like ice when she entered, but it was more delightful then she could've ever imagined. It caressed her skin and warmed her through and through.
It was deep enough that it reached her chest at one end, but shallow enough to sit in at the other. She swam about in the deeper part, merely for the purpose of relaxation before she walked over to the shallow end to get rid of the thin layer of grim that covered her face and arms, which she hadn't noticed when she was still fully clothed.
As soon as she opened the small bad, her nostrils were greeted by the familiar relaxing scents of lavender and vanilla. There was a body mist and some different soaps mixed together in the bag. Her eye was caught by that of a light purple one, so she reached in, and then brought it out and up to her nose. It felt creamy and smooth in her hands and smelt of a mixture of the two scents. She decided that she would wash with this one and picked out a similar once for which she would use to wash her hair.
As she lathered up, washing her arms and legs, rinsing off the grim and dirt that accumulated on her face and elsewhere, she tried to think about her past. What had drawn her here? And even though she was scared that she couldn't remember, she felt at home here. Almost like this was where she was supposed to be, and every time she let her thoughts wander a bit, they fell upon Chichiri, causing a slight warmth to rush to her cheeks. She knew she was blushing, but couldn't understand why she felt this way about someone she had met, what, two or three hours ago, if that? Yet...it seemed like so much longer...That those memories had always been in the back of her head, but were long forgotten, and somthing had just simply sparked them, bringing them bakc to the fron of her mind.
When she was done she slipped down into the water and sighed. She let the soothing substance lap against her neck and let her head rest on the edge of the pool. She looked up to the ceiling, which seemed not even to exist, as was the same in the other rooms, and let the sun light stream down on to her face as she watched the ivy dance in a breeze that she neither felt, nor thought possible in a closed room, then again, this place was nowhere near normal.
She sat up and stood in the water, beginning to ring out her hair with her hands. She then threw it behind her shoulders, grabbed the towel, and wrapped it around her. She opened the bag again, but took out the body mist. She sprayed it into the air and took a whif. It was lightly scented of vanilla. She sprayed some more into the air and twirled into it, letting it fall onto her skin and into her hair. It was a nice touch after the amazing bath she had just partaken in.
She took the towel off her body then, and slipped into a towel-like robe that had been onto of the pile of clothes Chichiri had handed her. After she tied it shut, she walked over to the window and flung them open, letting the floral secnted breeze into the laveshly decorated room. It smelt of roses and poesias and hundreds of other flowers that she had never smelt before. She laid on the daybed beside one of the open windows, letting the sun shine down on her and the breeze play with quickly drying hair. She felt her eyelids droop as the light breeze caressed her skin and the sunlight evaporated the rest of the escess moisture from her skin. Before she knew what was going on, she had drifted into a light, peaceful sleep, a smile still on her face.
* * *
Chichiri sighed in relief as he landed on the small roof that came out the slightest bit from above the windows of the bathing room. He leaned against the wall, titling his head back, then closing his eyes. He breathed deeply of the rich, floral scented air and sat up straight, opening his eyes, to take in, once again, the full beauty of the garden. There was every color and type of flower that you could possible think of there, and some that where only found on Dachi-san Mountain itself. It was the best place to relax and an even greater place to think. So, even before he realized it, that's what he started to do.
His mind was soon flooded with the thoughts that he had temporarally put aside when escorting Lisuku to the bath. Who is she? Where did she come from? Why couldn't she remeber who she was? And why...why did he feel this way about her.
"Okay," he said to himself, forcing his tensed body to relax as he took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. "First off, I know who she is. Her name's Lisuku...But that's all I know...That's all she knows...Apparently she had a hurt filled past, but then even she doesn't know what happened...Taiitsu-kun said I would know in time why she couldn't remember her past...And as for my feelings about her...I just don't know..."
Chichiri let his body go limp and fall against the cool, white stone wall. Even in the sun it kept narturally cool. He let it sooth him and relax him. He looked up at the sky. There were some clouds forming now. Cumulonimbus if he was correct. There would be thunderstorms tonight. Some of it might just be heat lightning, but there was definately going to be a storm, so Chichiri soaked in as much pleasure as he could from the beautiful day that surrounded him, before he hopped off the roof onto the silky grass below.
He checked on Lisuku's chi level and from the level it was at, he could tell she was in a light sleep, but when he looked around and saw her laying on the daybed behind the open windows he realized just how useless his efforts where. A smile crosse his lips as he saw her chest slowly rise and fall in the rythmic breathing of a light summer snooze, and how she fell asleep with a smile on her face enhanced the faint smile to a grin.
She looked so happy, so peaceful. The way the sun shone on her hair and how the wind played with it, made it seem like a golden blaze, dancing playfully in the wind. He bent down and lifted her int his arms. As much as he would've liked to leave her there, she did need to get dressed.
He shoved the rest of her things in the bag and hung it from his wrist. Then wind blew her scent into his nostrils. The pleasent smell of lavender and vanilla soothed him to the point where he thought he would fall asleep himself, or simply get lost in the scent as he gazed down at her, taking in her ethereal beauty.
No sooner had he picked her up and gathered her things, he concentrated and moments later they were in her room. Chichiri sent out a mental call to Nyan Nyan and moments later she was at Lisuku's side. Chichiri looked away and headed towards the door as the little ones undid her robe and began to dress her as if she where a doll.
One of the Nyan Nyans suddenly turned around and looked at him. "You like her, don't you?"
Chichiri turned to face her and smiled. The rest of the other Nyan Nyans smiled as well, but there gazes were hidden from him, as they had their backs turned in his direction.
"You could say that, no da," Chichiri said as he opened the door and closed it behind him. "You could say that," he said to no one in particular as he walked down the barren hallway back to the garden.
He collapsed onto the soft grass when he got there, tears forming in his eye and sliding down his cheek. The clouds had multiplied ten fold in that small amount of time, and already the sky was covered in dark, murky gray clouds. Small raindrops drifted down from the heavens. The freshwater mixing with his own salty tears.
"Gods, Koran...You have no idea how much I miss you...And now there's this girl...And I just can't help but think of you...I was so wrong, and now you're gone from me forever...I'm so sorry."
* * *
Lisuku woke with a start as a bolt of lightning ripped through the air outside her window, creating a roar so great that she was sure it would cause her deafness. When her senses dully came back to her from the sudden shock, she realized she was sitting straight up in her bed, fully clothed. How she had managed that she had no idea, but that's not where her thoughts were right now...They were far away...In the back of her mind she saw a horrible scene take place. She didn't know what was going on, but she felt so much pain, and was so alone...And she felt like she had betrayed someone...Then something happened....She couldn't breath...The world faded to black...She had died...
"No..." she said, her eyes still glazed over. "No!" she yelled as her eyes snapped back to the present. "I couldn't have...There's no way...I'm still alive! I'm right here! I have flesh and blood! When I pinch myself," she took a chunk of her skin and twisted it. "Itai...It hurts!...But then why...What happened?...What was that?...Was it me?...Was it..someone else? Grrah! What's going on what's wrong with me!" She screamed as she jumped to her feet and interwine her ingers in her hair. "First, I can't remember my past or who I am, now I'm seeing these pictures...Flashbacks, or whatever, and they don't make any sense! And this feeling...This feeling of loss...Of heatache...Of immense pain and suffering...Is stronger than ever!" She said as she fell to the floor, landing on her knees.
"But I have no idea what it is...Or why it's here....I just feel...I just feel...So...Alone," she whispered to herself, as she hugged her shoulders and shiver crept down her spine. Hot tears poured from her eyes like overflooded streams and nothign she did could make them stop.
"I'm alone," she said to herself as she folded herself in half, her tears dampening her pants legs.
* * *
"I'm so utterly alone...Even Tasuki has someone now...He has Makani...Those two," a choked laugh escaped his throat. "They had no idea that they even loved each other...And the chances of them meeting...Purely accidental...Nothing more than fate...So where does that leave me, hmm?...I'm one of the last two Suzaku Shichi Seishi. Tasuki hasn't bothered with me in three years...He and Makani are happy now...From my observations and the new young chi I detected with them, they're even going to have a child...Which leaves me...A monk...Destined to live the rest of my life alone...Even if Koran was reincarnated, I would most likely never see her again...I wouldn't know it was her, and she would be so much younger than I...She'll have probably died twice by the time I finally die...If I die, and Taiitsu-kun doesn't have other plans for me." Chichiri shuddered. The cold blow of the winds and quickening downfall of the rain was starting to seep into his bones, puching out the warmth the sun had put there a mere hour before. "Alone..."
* * *
Lisuku sat up straight again. "No, " she sniffled as she used the back of her shirt sleeve to wipe away her tears and what had come to be s runny nose. "I'm not alone, " she said, as she used the back of her hands to catch the moisture from her puffy eyes. "What about the man who brought me here...Chichiri...Hmm...He seemed to care what would happen to me...He even offered to help me!...Maybe he can help me to find out my past! To help me learn what I was before! Yes! I know he can!...But...Something's not right."
She looked around the room. There were no lights on, of course, it was still day, she knew it was, but it was so dark out. The unexpected thunderstorm had blocked out the sun's rays almost entirely. It looked as dark as night, but it couldn't be past three o'clock in the afternoon. "Something's wrong," she whispered to herself as she shakily climbed to her feet. She stood and looked at the door. "Something's definately wrong."
She threw open the door and nearly ripped off the door knob in the process. "Chichiri!" she called down the vacant corridors. "Chichiri!..Gods, where could he have gone?..." She stopped in her tracks for a moment, and then swung around, "Oh, Suzaku, the garden!" She ran through the bath and out the open windows. The white curtains blocked her view as the wind from the storm billowed them up until they filled the openings. She ran through them, pushing them aside, almost tripping and falling in the process as one caught her ankle. She felt it turn and something on the inside crunch and rip, but she didn't care. All she cared about was what she saw in fron of her.
Chichiri, nearly as blue as his hair, lay in the middle of the garden, the tall grass partially hiding his body from view, but she could tell that he wasn't breathing. Forgetting her useless ankle, she tried running towards him, bearly breaking the other in the process. She dragged herself the rest of the way over to him.
"Gods, no...You're my last hope, Chichiri...Without you I have no past, literally...And I won't have a future either, for if you die, my hopes die with you. She placed her ear against his chest. The heartbeat was faint and growing fainter by the second. She pushed his soaked mohawk-bangs out of his face and pinched his nose as her lips touched in and she breathed into him what she hoped would be the breath of life. His chest fell as quickly as it rose. She tried again, and again, but he still wouldn't breath on his own. His skin was even more pale than before, and she was starting to be able to see the small blue blood vessels in his hands and arms, not to mention his face.
"Fine, " she said, as she looked down at him. "For those who have no past, in turn they have no future, so I give you my energy, the energy of a lost soul, so that the one who knows who he is may live and not be forgotten, and the one that has forgotten herself may be put to rest in the garden of lost souls." With that she leaned over him once again, only this time when her lips touched him, a pure, white light flowed from inside her, to inside him. "Good bye, and may you have the future in your grasp, since I lost mine on the past."
She breathed her last breath and it rushed out of her almost as soon as it entered as her now limp body fell over his. Chichiri's eyes fluttered, and then opened. He coughed up the water that had built up in his lungs. When his eyes focused and the sensation in his limbs returned, he tried to sit up, only to find that he was much heavier than usual. When he looked at his chest to see what the cause might be, he saw Lisuku. Limp, lifeless, and growing colder by the second. Her face and skin were drained of all color and she was as soaked as he was by the relentless downpouring of rain. But there was something different about her. He searched her and found that her chi was....Not completely gone, but deminishing quiet rapidly. Her heart was about ready to stop as Taiitsu-kun appeared in front of him, a flash of lightning illuminating her for a split second, before she was gone, and Lisuku along with her.
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A/N: So maybe this is going closer to "Divine Blazing Flame" than I thought...Gomen nasai, I'm trying...More chapters coming up if the reviews keep coming! If I don't have 15 reviews (hint, hint) by Chapter 4, then I'm just going to stop. I need to know how it's doing! Well, until next chapter, Ja ne!
Disclaimer: FY...Fushigi Yuugi...It's a great show...Now, if you've watched at least some of the credits, or read what the author's name was on the manga, then you should know that I Don't Own This Show!!!..I wish I did though...It sould be nice...Then they could show my fanfics as the actual anime on TV...Hey, a girl can dream, can't she?
A/N: As previously stated, this is a non-lemon/non-yaoi Chichiri fanfic. It follows the same guidlines I used as the Tasuki fanfic "Blazing Divine Flame" (which is the translation to "Rekka Shin'en" if you didn't already know). I'm sorry if some parts are similar, buts don't worry! This story is going to be much different!! Depending on how my brain decides to figure this out, it could be either longer or shorter than the pervious one. Ano...I like it so far and I hope you do too!!!
Chapter 3: Lavender and Vanilla
"Sugoi!...This place is huge! Whoa," Lisuku tilted her head back to look at the pillar that reaches up to the ceiling that were entangled with vines, some of which hung down and brushed your face as you walked in. There were pink flowers surrounding the edges, and huge windows that looked out into the garen on the right side. From the amount of light that entered, Lisuku could tell that someone on the outside couldn't look in, but the bather got the wonderous view of the garden in full bloom and even caught some of the warm rays of the sun that seemed to leak in through the ceiling. The door- like windows could be opened if the bather wanted a slight breeze after bathing and there was even a daybed by the doors too.
Chichiri looked at her amazement and smiled. "Yeah. This is my favorite place to bath too, no da. There's other places here, but none of them seem half as beautiful to me as this one does, no da." Chichiri looked tilted his head bakc and let the warm sunbeams kiss his face. This was the other place he came to excape his sorrows and to pass away the lonly hours. Maybe Lisuku would find the same happiness that he did here too.
Finally, Lisuku look in the beauty of the bathing pool itself. There were smaller pools off to the side for mere decoration that held koi and lily pads, but the main pool held crystal clear water that shone a deep blue because of the way it was painted beneath the water's surface and the way the light was hiting it.
They both seemed to snap back into reality at the same time and looked at each other. "Well,...ano...I guess I'll leave you now, no da. Enjoy your bath, no da!" Chichiri waved good bye to her as we walked out of the bathing room, leaving it to work its wonders with Lisuku. He pulled the door behind him and let out a huge sigh as he leaned back on the door.
There's something about her, he thought to himself. Something that pulls up all my memories of Koran...But I have no idea why...They look nothing alike, their personalities touch close in some areas, but in others they are completely different...So what is it then?...Am I falling in love again?...No, I never could. Not only would that show disrespect to my love of Koran, but it would only throw me back into more pain and heartache when she leaves once she gets her memory back...So what should I do?...I honestly don't know.
Chichiri heard footsteps from inside the room he's left nearing the door, so he brought up two fingers to his face, consentrated, and disappeared in a small "pop" and a puff of smoke. When Lisuku opened the door, she was greated by an empty hallway. She could've sworn she had felt his presence there a minute ago, but she pushed it aside, saying that her mind was playing tricks on her. Letting out a sigh, she popped back into the room and closed the door once again.
She placed her towel by the edge of the pool and placed the bag next to it. She stripped down and carefully folded her clothes, setting them a good distance away from the water. She slipped into the pool and found it a little hotter than luke-warm, pleasent and soothing. She figured a pool as big as this would cool quickly and the water would be like ice when she entered, but it was more delightful then she could've ever imagined. It caressed her skin and warmed her through and through.
It was deep enough that it reached her chest at one end, but shallow enough to sit in at the other. She swam about in the deeper part, merely for the purpose of relaxation before she walked over to the shallow end to get rid of the thin layer of grim that covered her face and arms, which she hadn't noticed when she was still fully clothed.
As soon as she opened the small bad, her nostrils were greeted by the familiar relaxing scents of lavender and vanilla. There was a body mist and some different soaps mixed together in the bag. Her eye was caught by that of a light purple one, so she reached in, and then brought it out and up to her nose. It felt creamy and smooth in her hands and smelt of a mixture of the two scents. She decided that she would wash with this one and picked out a similar once for which she would use to wash her hair.
As she lathered up, washing her arms and legs, rinsing off the grim and dirt that accumulated on her face and elsewhere, she tried to think about her past. What had drawn her here? And even though she was scared that she couldn't remember, she felt at home here. Almost like this was where she was supposed to be, and every time she let her thoughts wander a bit, they fell upon Chichiri, causing a slight warmth to rush to her cheeks. She knew she was blushing, but couldn't understand why she felt this way about someone she had met, what, two or three hours ago, if that? Yet...it seemed like so much longer...That those memories had always been in the back of her head, but were long forgotten, and somthing had just simply sparked them, bringing them bakc to the fron of her mind.
When she was done she slipped down into the water and sighed. She let the soothing substance lap against her neck and let her head rest on the edge of the pool. She looked up to the ceiling, which seemed not even to exist, as was the same in the other rooms, and let the sun light stream down on to her face as she watched the ivy dance in a breeze that she neither felt, nor thought possible in a closed room, then again, this place was nowhere near normal.
She sat up and stood in the water, beginning to ring out her hair with her hands. She then threw it behind her shoulders, grabbed the towel, and wrapped it around her. She opened the bag again, but took out the body mist. She sprayed it into the air and took a whif. It was lightly scented of vanilla. She sprayed some more into the air and twirled into it, letting it fall onto her skin and into her hair. It was a nice touch after the amazing bath she had just partaken in.
She took the towel off her body then, and slipped into a towel-like robe that had been onto of the pile of clothes Chichiri had handed her. After she tied it shut, she walked over to the window and flung them open, letting the floral secnted breeze into the laveshly decorated room. It smelt of roses and poesias and hundreds of other flowers that she had never smelt before. She laid on the daybed beside one of the open windows, letting the sun shine down on her and the breeze play with quickly drying hair. She felt her eyelids droop as the light breeze caressed her skin and the sunlight evaporated the rest of the escess moisture from her skin. Before she knew what was going on, she had drifted into a light, peaceful sleep, a smile still on her face.
* * *
Chichiri sighed in relief as he landed on the small roof that came out the slightest bit from above the windows of the bathing room. He leaned against the wall, titling his head back, then closing his eyes. He breathed deeply of the rich, floral scented air and sat up straight, opening his eyes, to take in, once again, the full beauty of the garden. There was every color and type of flower that you could possible think of there, and some that where only found on Dachi-san Mountain itself. It was the best place to relax and an even greater place to think. So, even before he realized it, that's what he started to do.
His mind was soon flooded with the thoughts that he had temporarally put aside when escorting Lisuku to the bath. Who is she? Where did she come from? Why couldn't she remeber who she was? And why...why did he feel this way about her.
"Okay," he said to himself, forcing his tensed body to relax as he took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. "First off, I know who she is. Her name's Lisuku...But that's all I know...That's all she knows...Apparently she had a hurt filled past, but then even she doesn't know what happened...Taiitsu-kun said I would know in time why she couldn't remember her past...And as for my feelings about her...I just don't know..."
Chichiri let his body go limp and fall against the cool, white stone wall. Even in the sun it kept narturally cool. He let it sooth him and relax him. He looked up at the sky. There were some clouds forming now. Cumulonimbus if he was correct. There would be thunderstorms tonight. Some of it might just be heat lightning, but there was definately going to be a storm, so Chichiri soaked in as much pleasure as he could from the beautiful day that surrounded him, before he hopped off the roof onto the silky grass below.
He checked on Lisuku's chi level and from the level it was at, he could tell she was in a light sleep, but when he looked around and saw her laying on the daybed behind the open windows he realized just how useless his efforts where. A smile crosse his lips as he saw her chest slowly rise and fall in the rythmic breathing of a light summer snooze, and how she fell asleep with a smile on her face enhanced the faint smile to a grin.
She looked so happy, so peaceful. The way the sun shone on her hair and how the wind played with it, made it seem like a golden blaze, dancing playfully in the wind. He bent down and lifted her int his arms. As much as he would've liked to leave her there, she did need to get dressed.
He shoved the rest of her things in the bag and hung it from his wrist. Then wind blew her scent into his nostrils. The pleasent smell of lavender and vanilla soothed him to the point where he thought he would fall asleep himself, or simply get lost in the scent as he gazed down at her, taking in her ethereal beauty.
No sooner had he picked her up and gathered her things, he concentrated and moments later they were in her room. Chichiri sent out a mental call to Nyan Nyan and moments later she was at Lisuku's side. Chichiri looked away and headed towards the door as the little ones undid her robe and began to dress her as if she where a doll.
One of the Nyan Nyans suddenly turned around and looked at him. "You like her, don't you?"
Chichiri turned to face her and smiled. The rest of the other Nyan Nyans smiled as well, but there gazes were hidden from him, as they had their backs turned in his direction.
"You could say that, no da," Chichiri said as he opened the door and closed it behind him. "You could say that," he said to no one in particular as he walked down the barren hallway back to the garden.
He collapsed onto the soft grass when he got there, tears forming in his eye and sliding down his cheek. The clouds had multiplied ten fold in that small amount of time, and already the sky was covered in dark, murky gray clouds. Small raindrops drifted down from the heavens. The freshwater mixing with his own salty tears.
"Gods, Koran...You have no idea how much I miss you...And now there's this girl...And I just can't help but think of you...I was so wrong, and now you're gone from me forever...I'm so sorry."
* * *
Lisuku woke with a start as a bolt of lightning ripped through the air outside her window, creating a roar so great that she was sure it would cause her deafness. When her senses dully came back to her from the sudden shock, she realized she was sitting straight up in her bed, fully clothed. How she had managed that she had no idea, but that's not where her thoughts were right now...They were far away...In the back of her mind she saw a horrible scene take place. She didn't know what was going on, but she felt so much pain, and was so alone...And she felt like she had betrayed someone...Then something happened....She couldn't breath...The world faded to black...She had died...
"No..." she said, her eyes still glazed over. "No!" she yelled as her eyes snapped back to the present. "I couldn't have...There's no way...I'm still alive! I'm right here! I have flesh and blood! When I pinch myself," she took a chunk of her skin and twisted it. "Itai...It hurts!...But then why...What happened?...What was that?...Was it me?...Was it..someone else? Grrah! What's going on what's wrong with me!" She screamed as she jumped to her feet and interwine her ingers in her hair. "First, I can't remember my past or who I am, now I'm seeing these pictures...Flashbacks, or whatever, and they don't make any sense! And this feeling...This feeling of loss...Of heatache...Of immense pain and suffering...Is stronger than ever!" She said as she fell to the floor, landing on her knees.
"But I have no idea what it is...Or why it's here....I just feel...I just feel...So...Alone," she whispered to herself, as she hugged her shoulders and shiver crept down her spine. Hot tears poured from her eyes like overflooded streams and nothign she did could make them stop.
"I'm alone," she said to herself as she folded herself in half, her tears dampening her pants legs.
* * *
"I'm so utterly alone...Even Tasuki has someone now...He has Makani...Those two," a choked laugh escaped his throat. "They had no idea that they even loved each other...And the chances of them meeting...Purely accidental...Nothing more than fate...So where does that leave me, hmm?...I'm one of the last two Suzaku Shichi Seishi. Tasuki hasn't bothered with me in three years...He and Makani are happy now...From my observations and the new young chi I detected with them, they're even going to have a child...Which leaves me...A monk...Destined to live the rest of my life alone...Even if Koran was reincarnated, I would most likely never see her again...I wouldn't know it was her, and she would be so much younger than I...She'll have probably died twice by the time I finally die...If I die, and Taiitsu-kun doesn't have other plans for me." Chichiri shuddered. The cold blow of the winds and quickening downfall of the rain was starting to seep into his bones, puching out the warmth the sun had put there a mere hour before. "Alone..."
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Lisuku sat up straight again. "No, " she sniffled as she used the back of her shirt sleeve to wipe away her tears and what had come to be s runny nose. "I'm not alone, " she said, as she used the back of her hands to catch the moisture from her puffy eyes. "What about the man who brought me here...Chichiri...Hmm...He seemed to care what would happen to me...He even offered to help me!...Maybe he can help me to find out my past! To help me learn what I was before! Yes! I know he can!...But...Something's not right."
She looked around the room. There were no lights on, of course, it was still day, she knew it was, but it was so dark out. The unexpected thunderstorm had blocked out the sun's rays almost entirely. It looked as dark as night, but it couldn't be past three o'clock in the afternoon. "Something's wrong," she whispered to herself as she shakily climbed to her feet. She stood and looked at the door. "Something's definately wrong."
She threw open the door and nearly ripped off the door knob in the process. "Chichiri!" she called down the vacant corridors. "Chichiri!..Gods, where could he have gone?..." She stopped in her tracks for a moment, and then swung around, "Oh, Suzaku, the garden!" She ran through the bath and out the open windows. The white curtains blocked her view as the wind from the storm billowed them up until they filled the openings. She ran through them, pushing them aside, almost tripping and falling in the process as one caught her ankle. She felt it turn and something on the inside crunch and rip, but she didn't care. All she cared about was what she saw in fron of her.
Chichiri, nearly as blue as his hair, lay in the middle of the garden, the tall grass partially hiding his body from view, but she could tell that he wasn't breathing. Forgetting her useless ankle, she tried running towards him, bearly breaking the other in the process. She dragged herself the rest of the way over to him.
"Gods, no...You're my last hope, Chichiri...Without you I have no past, literally...And I won't have a future either, for if you die, my hopes die with you. She placed her ear against his chest. The heartbeat was faint and growing fainter by the second. She pushed his soaked mohawk-bangs out of his face and pinched his nose as her lips touched in and she breathed into him what she hoped would be the breath of life. His chest fell as quickly as it rose. She tried again, and again, but he still wouldn't breath on his own. His skin was even more pale than before, and she was starting to be able to see the small blue blood vessels in his hands and arms, not to mention his face.
"Fine, " she said, as she looked down at him. "For those who have no past, in turn they have no future, so I give you my energy, the energy of a lost soul, so that the one who knows who he is may live and not be forgotten, and the one that has forgotten herself may be put to rest in the garden of lost souls." With that she leaned over him once again, only this time when her lips touched him, a pure, white light flowed from inside her, to inside him. "Good bye, and may you have the future in your grasp, since I lost mine on the past."
She breathed her last breath and it rushed out of her almost as soon as it entered as her now limp body fell over his. Chichiri's eyes fluttered, and then opened. He coughed up the water that had built up in his lungs. When his eyes focused and the sensation in his limbs returned, he tried to sit up, only to find that he was much heavier than usual. When he looked at his chest to see what the cause might be, he saw Lisuku. Limp, lifeless, and growing colder by the second. Her face and skin were drained of all color and she was as soaked as he was by the relentless downpouring of rain. But there was something different about her. He searched her and found that her chi was....Not completely gone, but deminishing quiet rapidly. Her heart was about ready to stop as Taiitsu-kun appeared in front of him, a flash of lightning illuminating her for a split second, before she was gone, and Lisuku along with her.
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A/N: So maybe this is going closer to "Divine Blazing Flame" than I thought...Gomen nasai, I'm trying...More chapters coming up if the reviews keep coming! If I don't have 15 reviews (hint, hint) by Chapter 4, then I'm just going to stop. I need to know how it's doing! Well, until next chapter, Ja ne!